DAY OF DISASTER By ... Steve Lucky

        DAY OF DISASTER
       By ... Steve Lucky

No matter how well one tries to prepare
Another mind can find a weakness.
In the ruins are only fear and bleakness.
Those who can are trying to share
With survivors of a tragedy beyond compare.
Facing the disaster with a certain meekness,
Because life is fragile against such a freakness,
One wonders what else "faceless cowards" might dare.
Thousands of us are with us no more,
But the rest of us continue on.
Hope seems lost for the living as well
When we think of those who are now gone.
For many, the tears continue to pour.
Exact numbers of them no one can tell.

Copyright 2001, Steve Lucky